Why hunt down a super stupid innocent wizard

Chapter 11 Spirituality

The deer in the flames is very similar to the scene surging on Professor Cao and Dr. Zhang.

But there was a big difference. The two members of the Antler Witch Hunter Knights emitted black mist to form flames, and within the flames was a huge deer head that looked like bronze or black jade.

And Lin An's dark golden flame was a complete fawn.

Such a scene, floating in mid-air, disappeared as a puff of smoke as he became agitated.

Lin An blinked and tried to immerse himself in the 'rhythm of deer walking and breathing' that Professor Cao told him again. Unfortunately, such a scene did not appear again.

"There must be something different!"

He murmured, turned over and got up, rubbed his sore buttocks, looked around, and finally looked at Mr. Qi Laozhai's picture book "The Smart Dance of the Little Deer" again.

Taking three steps and two steps to pick it up, Lin An quickly opened it.

This is one of the 36 illustrations. The deer is using its own small horns to touch the horns of a goat. The words next to it read - "Little Deer Playing" The little deer met the little goat, and they played happily...

It's a pity that Lin An watched it for a long time, but still didn't have the agile and light feeling just now.

He thought for a while, flipped through the pages quickly, and finally found the picture of a deer jumping down from a rock in full bloom.

Just for a moment, he was immersed in the picture again.

He seemed to be transformed into a deer again, jumping happily and freely in the forest.

This time, he consciously felt the rhythm of his breathing, which became long and light unconsciously.

Accompanied by such breathing, he felt his whole body jumping up for joy, his body was itchy, and he longed to jump like a deer.

He didn't jump, but just looked at the dark golden mist wafting from his body in amazement.

The mist gathered into a flame, and in the flame, the fawn resurfaced.

Lin An looked up at the little deer, and the little deer lifted its front feet to slap on the flames, looking down at Lin An.

"You... hello!"

Lin An spoke cautiously.

This is the third time, the third time he tried to communicate with these abnormal images.

Xiaolu sneezed lightly, shook his head, and yelled.

The cry was crisp and immature, with an inexplicable lightness.

Lin An actually understood it. Yes, he understood the deer's call without any teacher - hello, the real me.

"The real me?" Lin An froze for a moment, then looked at the other party in doubt, "Then who are you?"

The little deer tilted his head, stuck out his tongue mischievously, and yelled——I am your spirituality.

"Spirituality, what is spirituality?" Lin An's eyes widened excitedly, he finally wanted to know what the abnormal pictures he had seen in normal times were.

It's a pity that the little deer yelled and said a lot, but he couldn't explain clearly. He just expressed repeatedly-spirituality is spirituality.

The dark golden flames dissipated slowly, becoming thready as if they lacked energy, and the deer in the flames gradually became transparent.

It just had time to turn its head and point its head at the bottom of the bed, yowling—that head is also your spirit.

After speaking, it completely dissipated.

Lin An wanted to call it out again, but he suddenly felt that his whole body was so uncomfortable that he was almost suffocating. There was a slight tingling sensation in his sternum, a lot of cold sweat broke out on his body, and he even felt dizzy.

He couldn't help but lay down on the ground, panting weakly.

That cold and restless feeling was rippling in his body, flowing and surging slowly, like sea water beating against the shore.

wow~
wow~
Eyelids closed slowly, fatigue welled up in my heart, and I fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, a burst of loud singing woke him up again.

"Give me my eyes~~give me~~eyes~~give me~~eyes~~eyes~~~"

The head rolled over from the bottom of the bed to his head again and screamed.

Lin An rolled over and got up from the ground, looking around blankly, and then at the clock on the wall, and suddenly realized that he had slept for a full night.

Pulling his head aside, he lazily got up.

After taking a shower, changing into loose clothes, choosing two books borrowed by Professor Cao and stuffing them into his schoolbag, Lin An hurried out.

After swallowing a bowl of hot noodle paste, two fried dough sticks, and three steamed buns, he took the subway to the company.

The subway was shaking and everyone was looking down at their phones.

Lin An is no exception.

He worriedly searched for the symptoms of fainting last night, and the answer given by the search engine was that he might have some kind of terminal illness.

Either it's a sign of some kind of cancer.

Finally, he found the answer in a knowledge sharing forum.

Oxygen toxicity caused by excess oxygen!

Can inhaling too much oxygen lead to poisoning?Oh, the point is not this, the point is, he actually passed the "deer walking rhythm rhythm" taught by Professor Cao, and the oxygen content in his lungs exceeded the standard?
Just outrageous!
He thought about it for a while, and searched the forum for content about health-preserving exercises. By default, the first question displayed was: I like qigong, how can I practice it?

Then someone replied: To practice Qigong, you need to be taught by a master. If you learn it by yourself, you will have big problems. Don't practice blindly. If you practice it, you will die.Problems caused by wrong qigong practice can't be found in large hospitals with the best equipment.

Some people commented on this answer—oh, qigong masters have come out to cheat people and sell classes again, 666.

Comment 2: Please believe in scientific fitness, not superstition!

The respondent replied: I teach yoga, do you think this is superstitious?Funny faces.Yoga is a fashion, but health-preserving skills are a superstition?Is horoscope divination a fashion and gossip a superstition?Right, that’s what you think?
"..."

Of course, Lin An knew that this person taught yoga, because this person wrote the article on using breathing to relieve mental stress in his collection.

He thought for a while, clicked on this person's private message, edited the message and sent it.

——Yunshu Yunjuanda, I am your fan. I followed your previous post about meditation, adjusting breathing and relieving stress. It is very useful, thank you!

——I have a question. Is it possible to practice health-preserving exercises until the oxygen concentration in the lungs exceeds the standard?
This question is outrageous.

Lin An doubted that he would be regarded by the other party as someone who came to make trouble, and would be blocked directly.

Maybe, he should ask Professor Cao, or Dr. Zhang?

or……

Little boss?

According to the analysis of what the female boss of Suxin Software heard last night, the original boss of Antler Software seems to be the boss of the Antler Witch Hunting Knights, but the little boss, the son of the former boss, doesn't want to inherit his father's business, he only likes to make money, no Like to make do with these things?

Lin An recalled the little boss's hippie smile, and sighed slightly.

For some reason, he began to worry about his future again.

Is it really good to jump from a programmer to a planning post with such a product?

plan?He really doesn't understand anything.

I feel that this boss is doing business like playing.

Is this how to do business?In Lin An's impression, starting a business should not be a team of highly educated elites or experienced drivers?
I always feel that Antler Software will be shut down by the small boss at any time.

But ah...

Sometimes life is all about making various compromises. He is so eager for extraordinary power, so how can he be willing to give up this opportunity.

It seems that he not only has to study the books given by Professor Cao, but also the knowledge of planning, otherwise if the boss thinks he is useless, he will be in trouble if he is fired.

It's not easy being a worker.

Lin An let out a sigh of relief, seeing that the blogger didn't reply to him, he turned off the phone screen and looked up at the subway car.

Suddenly, a big colorful face came into view, which almost scared him to death.

This is a particularly disgusting head that is full of sticky oil and looks like a goldfish. There are two beards growing on that head, swaying in mid-air.

The mouth of the fish head, which was full of fine teeth, was slightly opened, and the head was tilted sideways, staring at itself closely with a huge dead fish eye.

"!!!"

Lin An firmly grasped the railing of the subway, gritting his teeth to prevent himself from showing any abnormalities.

Take deep breaths to calm yourself down.

Tell yourself that these are all hallucinations, all hallucinations, all the gazes projected by someone who doesn't know, yes, it should be like this!

It's just a look!

He is very lucky that he is just a programmer, even if he will become a planner instead of a public figure such as a star.

Otherwise, under the eyes of countless people, he felt that he was going crazy!

When he was studying in the past, some scouts approached him and offered him to be a trainee, but he refused at that time.

Later, he fantasized more than once that maybe he had lost the chance to become a big star.

Now, he really didn't even dare to think about it.

I feel scared even thinking about it.

Unconsciously, Lin An's breathing once again changed to the breathing rhythm taught by Professor Cao, becoming long and light.

It was amazing that the fish head in front of him suddenly disappeared!
Yes, it just disappeared so abruptly!

It no longer looked like it turned into smoke and dissipated, as if it was suddenly unable to see the abnormal scene.

Lin An tried to restore normal breathing, not to immerse himself in that breathing rhythm, and after a while, a colorful fish head appeared in front of him again.

"!!!"

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